Homeboy Sandman - The Big Band Theory lyrics

I got x ray vision
Never spent a day in prison
Do the Sand get women?
Do a frog say 'ribbit'?
I don't talk it I live it
I don't talk I listen fuck milk, got rhythm?
Hip-Hop my religion i observe mad rigid
I go in mad different
When I'm done I ad-lib it
Sound fat mad lipids
I'm the type of organism
Sightseers try and visit
Emcees try and mimic might catch an aneurysm
Might seem kinda livid
I'm just tryina make a livin'
Throw your hands like Dhal-ism
If you rep the outer limit's
Watching me go in is
Both an honor and a privilege
Can't keep me from illin'
No amount of penicillin
God made me in his image
Then he sent me on a mission
I whipped up Nourishment
To battle, malnutrition
Can't cure my condition
I'm big dog like Clifford
I'm on a roll likе Michelin
Pressing rewind I еlicit
I'm on a roll like invalids
I get behind from highnesses
When it comes to composition
There is no competition now dig it 'eeaahh

How's it feel like life is on candid cam
Rap game getting hairy than panda hands
Brickhouse mathematics, jam my tracks
Sand bringing shit together like, ampersands
If you wanna leave in an ambulance
Throw your fitted cap in the ring with Sand
You the type of ignoramus
That's blind to facts
Used to think a titty feel like a bag of sand
You are not adept at getting hands to clap
You are not adept at getting fans to stan (d)
Boy Sand will flabbergast yo ass

I'm a fan of Pat Ewing
Got a lot of plans brewing
Y'all don't know what you're doing
Lemme show you how to do it
You don't wanna get into it
Dog you'll get ruined we are not congruent
You are kinda cartoonish
This is Hip-Hop music do not misconstrue it
I take a beat and I loop it
Then I throw a 'horyuken
The way you flow sound stupid
I sound superhuman what I do with de plume
Make the party get humid
I make the party get moving
Chicks grabbing at my unit
Female undergrad students
Black, Latin, or Jewish
Especially if you're bi-curious
Umlet's do it
Greek chicks say I'm the cutest
Drop togas and tunics
I keep it cool like a Buddhist
Keep your 808's boomin
Before I flow I clear my mucous
Afterwards I take a Luden's
Y'all audio pollutants
I'd rather bump the Oompa Loompas
I been dab a lil rubric
Read: room for improvement
The school of hard knocks prove it
Since you're a school of hard knocks truant
I don't lose I lose it
All youse are use-a less

Gather round party people up in
The place to be
Emcees if you eager to taste defeat
This way more funky than cuttin' the cheese
Fuck pay-for-play we playin' for keeps
Every single page a major decree
Mr sandmanbring me a drink please
Okay! You are just somethin' to eat
You was just emceeing I was, catching my Z's
I got more fluids than rivers and streams
Me delivery don't ever repeat
I'm so underground there's nothing beneath me
(yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah yaaah)